0 comments/ 9918 views/ 1 favorites Sex Slave By: Ellouise The cold of the steel around her neck, wrists and ankles, the smell of the leather, the darkness of the room made Lucy feel vulnerable. She knew her master would enter the room soon. She awaited the smell of him. Her blindfold covering the one sense she yearned for. She knew without the leather blindfold the excitement of what was to follow would lessen. As she moved her wrists, the sound of the metal and leather together was deafening in the quiet room. Lucy's legs were straddled, her pussy in a position just waiting for attention, her arms were stretched out, leathered up to the bars on the wall. As she stood, dressed the slut that she is, Lucy was defenceless. Her mouth was dry, she was anticipating what her master would do to her today. She could feel her lips moisten and her sex ache. She arched her back pushing her pussy forward but still no attention. The anticipation heightened the sensuality of the moment. The key in the door broke the silence and Lucy gasped in expectation. She drew her breath and waited for more sounds, the click of a heel, the spoken word, the rustle of clothes? The familiar smell had arrived, her master was in front of her. She could feel his breath on face and the heat of his body against her. The touch of leather against her legs as her master ran the riding crop from her stiletto heels to the inside of her thigh, drawing up slowly. Lucy gasped, waiting for the next move, hoping the crop would move to her clit. He ran the crop over her cunt lips, over her clit and over her belly. The sensation was exasperating, she wanted more in her sex, but he was teasing. Still no word from the master, the smell of his body and feel of the leather was enough to make Lucy whimper. The crop was over her nipples and with the touch of his hand, shaping her breast the crop hit upon her nipple. Lucy cried out in pleasure. She had been waiting for this. Her master again, held her breast so he could strike her nipple again and again. The blood rushed to the strike, making her breast swell and nipple erect and wanting. The strike of the crop was replaced with her masters tongue and she could feel the wetness and softness ease the pain on her swollen nipple. As he ran his tongue over her rigid nipples his hand found her swollen clit and the ache in her cunt was replaced with a fulfilment of his fingers. She pushed her pelvis forward to meet his fingers more urgently. She wanted to be fucked. He pushed his fingers in softly, she wanted them hard and begged him to do so. He rammed his fingers into her as the orgasm rose inside her. Her cunt was swelling and taking all his fingers inside her. The orgasm made her cunt feel exposed and open, the liquid gushing onto his fingers. As she came she could feel her body drop, dangling, lost in the moment of heightened sexual arousal. The taste she felt in her mouth was beautiful, the smell was divine and with recognition of the familiarity she drank her own juices from her masters fingers. As he pulled away, her head lust forward for more. She stood, semi naked, aroused, gratified and wanting. Her master was able to make her feel this way each time they met. She waited for the next encounter; she listened to see if she could identify what her master had chosen for her next. She could feel her juice run down her inner thigh. She wanted to capture the juice and swallow, not wanting to waste it. She loved that taste at the back of her throat. Her master was again in front of her, the familiar smell. He kissed her firmly and held her buttocks in his hand, his finger sliding round to find her anus. She leant forward so he could find it with ease and as he pushed his finger in and tickled her glands she gasped with excitement. His finger was replaced with an object she did not know. The sharp pain as it entered her arse was exciting and the familiar sensation as it entered her fully became mind blowing. She stood in a state of delight as she felt her anus vibrating, the sensation filling her arse round to her cunt. As her master controlled the sensations, she tried to open her legs further to enjoy the moment more. She begged her master to fill her cunt at the same time but he only teased and passed his finger lightly over her lips and her clit. The soft sensation of her masters' fingers was filled with a cold, hard feeling inside her swollen cunt. Her clit was engorged with pleasure as she felt her master slide a hard stiffness inside of her. With both holes filled with solid rigidity, her master placed pegs onto her tits. The speed of both vibrations were at their highest and with the pain in her breasts she could feel another orgasm inflowing her body. She screamed out for her master to remove the pegs, she knew this would intensify the orgasm and as he removed them, her body exploded with gratification as the sensation engulfed her whole body. As she climbed down from the intensity she was feeling her master remove the vibrator from her cunt and replaces it with his rigid, substantial cock. As he pumped her hard, filling her hole with his manhood, the butt plug still hard in her anus, after just a few seconds he exploded his cock into her, his juices filling up her wet cunt. She took his juices, demanding them from his cock. Her master removed himself from her and extracted the butt plug, leaving her swollen holes exhausted. He untied her hands and her feet, still no words, just his heavy breathing and let her stand, still blindfolded, her body trembling with exhilaration. She looked the horny slut she was. And then nothing, she heard the door shut and she removed her blindfold and placed it on the table. She knew it would be there ready for the next time. Sex Slave They had been going back and forth on IM for weeks. Finally the night had come for all their fantasies to come true. She drove out to DeKalb, a rural Illinois town, with lots of college party people, including the man she was to meet at a local bed and breakfast. She gave him instructions to meet her for dinner at the bed and breakfast, and then they would go from there. Jenice checked in at the lovely old Victorian mansion, and went to her room to dress for dinner. She donned typical Victorian dress, corset and stockings, lots of petticoats. Her phone in her room rang. "Your guest is here ma'am." "Send him up, and then send dinner." Jenice asked. Aaron walked in the door, in a suit, as she had demanded. Dinner was placed on a table in the room. Soon, it was just Aaron and Jenice. "Sit and feed me," she commanded. Aaron immediately went to her side and did this. Her heart started pounding as he gently placed fruit into her mouth, touching her lips. However, as he bent close to feed her more, he felt a rough grab on his inner thigh. "I am Mistress J; address me as such whenever you speak to me." Mistress J commanded. Aaron continued feeding her. "I will give you five minutes to eat, I will be in the bathroom waiting for my bath." Said Jenice. He quickly ate, and then went into the bathroom. "Undress me", Jenice demanded. "And watch the hands slave!" He did as he was told. He then said, "Please sit down so I can remove your shoes." A knee quickly found his groin and he grunted in pain. Mistress J yelled, "ADDRESS ME AS YOUR MISTRESS." He shakily stood up and shakily said "Mistress J please sit down so I may remove your shoes, here is a chair." He quickly grabbed one and placed it behind her. "Better slave" Mistress J replied. The many buttons of her dress were undone. He slipped off her dress. In a subdued tone, he asked her "Mistress J please stand so I may remove your gown". She stood up, and he pulled off the long gown as well as the petticoats. Aaron said, "Please sit down". As soon as the words were out, Aaron realized his error and moved his face just in time to miss her foot. His chest was kicked instead. "Mistress J please sit down." Aaron correctly said. He then was able to take care in removing the gown and petticoats by her feet. He then carefully rolled down her thigh-high stockings and shoes. He ran the water in the bathtub. She got in the bath, and he could not stop himself from grabbing her ass. She smiled an evil smile, and got back out, dripping wet. He was fully aroused now, he could not help it. She stood naked in front of him, and took his hand. " You will learn my slave." "Undress but leave on your boxers" Mistress J commanded. Aaron quickly did this. She led him to the bed, and suddenly pushed him down face down on the bed. The ropes were already set up. She quickly bound his hands, and gagged him. He laid there helplessly waiting. She came back, and he felt her before he saw her. She had a paddle and a whip in her hand. "Oh yes my slave, you will learn to obey." Without warning, she took her paddle and spanked him several times with this. He was straining against the ropes. "When I take off your gag, she said huskily, leaning in so he could see her, you will answer yes Mistress J, do you understand?" she asked. He nodded. She reached down, and took off his gag. " I will take off your ropes from the bed, but not from your hands." She informed him. He said, "Yes Mistress J." She undid the ropes. He got up and stretched out his body. She said "I want you to suck my nipples slave Aaron, without touching me, or licking anywhere else." He said "yes Mistress J," and slowly moved towards her. He gently licked her left nipple then her right. She pulled on his ropes, and said "suck them harder slave!!" "Yes, Mistress J," With that, he was no longer gentle. He put his whole mouth over her nipple. He sucked the whole breast he had in his mouth, and then pursed his lips so just the nipple was in his mouth. She caught her breath, and ordered him to stop and move to the other nipple. He said "yes Mistress J," and with a smile, did the same thing to the right nipple. She said "stop slave, and sit at my feet." He panted "yes mistress J." She took a deep breath, and tried not to think about the wetness between her legs. Aaron was still lying on the floor, with his hard-on poking through his boxers. "Get rid of that hard-on!" She commanded." "But mistress J I want u.." Aaron said. "...Silence!" Jenice interrupted. Without any hesitation, she picked up and cracked her whip so it landed on his thighs, just missing his hard cock. He winced slightly. She pulled up on his ropes hard. She pulled him to his feet. She grabbed his penis and stroked it without any mercy. "I like you hard and compliant. I am going to tie your legs down. Are you a leftie or a righty?" He answered "righty". She again had her whip in her hand, and was about to strike, when Aaron stuttered, "Mistress J, I am sorry, right hand please, I use my right hand to stroke my hard cock." The whip came down close to him, but not on him. "Much better slave. Now do as I asked. If I see you doing a good job, I might help you out." Mistress J sneered. She tied his legs back to the bed. She tied his left arm to the bed, leaving his right arm. She then sat on the opposite side of the bed. She sat with her legs open, so he could see her wet pussy. Jenice teased, "Let me see you stroke that cock. I want to know how it is going to feel inside of me." With that he spoke, "Mistress J, may I speak?" She said slave, "3 words only". He was silent for a moment. " "Hard," he said grabbing his cock, "long," as he stroked the length of his cock, "and filling," as he caught a drop of pre-cum from his penis and held out hid finger. "Well slave, it seems you cannot speak without addressing me properly. Well, I will take care of that right now." Mistress J said. With that, she pulled his hand away, and retied it. She left him for a moment and came back in the room with socks and a bandana. "Darn it!" She said to Aaron, "I hate when my slaves do not pack a bag properly. Open your mouth slave!" She came over and stuffed two socks in his mouth, then wrapped the bandana around the socks. "Much better, all tied up and nowhere to go slave. And a hard cock. Hmm," Mistress J cooed. She loosened one leg from its restraint, and an arm so Jenice was able to move him on his side. She slide her body over his, teasing his cock, once again making it hard. "Too bad you were a bad boy and you can't even suck my nipples. You cannot even pack a damn bag!" She taunted. She continued rubbing her body over his. "Do you think you stroke your cock without trying to grab me slave?" She demanded. With that, she squeezed his balls with a feeling to him that was more painful than pleasurable, but still made him want more. He nodded his head yes. She untied his left hand, knowing that he was right handed. Mistress J ordered "Stroke your slave cock slave!" With that, she moved off of him. She opened a nearby drawer and grabbed her dildo. She taunted him and teased him, as she straddled his face so he could see her stroke her dildo in and out of her wet pussy. "Slave, this toy serves me much better than you. It does not talk back, and it fills my pussy soo completely." She moved so she could see him stoke his cock, and teased him by saying, " I bet you would love to stick that meat in this pussy slave, keep stoking dirty slave!" With that he came, a large amount of cum shoot over his legs and stomach, some getting on Mistress J. "Ok slave, enough fun for you." she said." I hope you are ready to go again." With that she undid his gag, and untied his other hand, and said, "Make yourself ready slave, because I am going to use you all night long." "Ok slave, since even prisoners are allowed restroom breaks, you may as well." She untied all his restraints, and undid his gag. He knelt and kissed her toes, saying, and "thank you for the privilege Mistress J." "I will be watching you from here," she said. He went in the bathroom, went pee, and then grabbed a washcloth to wipe his loins. Mistress J entered the bathroom after he was done. She also went pee, and demanded that her slave wipe her. He did so. "Slave, my bath water is ruined!" barked Mistress J. "I STILL want a bath. Make it nice and hot, here are the bubbles. Make the water no deeper than 3 inches." Slave Aaron said "yes mistress, of course mistress". As he bent over to start the water, Mistress J playfully slapped his ass. The water was ready. Mistress J said," pick me up slave, and place me in the water. Do not drop me." Aaron answered "yes Mistress J." Once in the water, she said, " wash me slave!" He took the washcloth, and gently wet down her entire body. Since the water was not that deep, the water was simply making her body more beautiful than it was already. He gently sat her up to wet her back. He asked, "Mistress J, would you like me to rub your back?" She smiled, and said, "My nice slave. Later, you are getting ahead of yourself." He finished wetting her whole body, now it was time for soap. He took a brand new lavender soap that the B&B provided, and lathered it up in his washcloth. He started on her back. He made circles with the soap. He moved to the front of her, and started with her toes. He took one leg out of the somewhat shallow water, and lathered it completely. She let a small moan, and said "that is just the way I like it slave." Aaron said "thank you Mistress J." He then placed that leg back down, and did the other leg in the same slow, sensual manner. He realized then he had a problem. Before tackling it, he rinsed out the washcloth, and got the soap off her back, again using slow, lazy circles. "Mistress J, may I wash your chest next?" Aaron whispered. Mistress J said, "of course, and then you may wash my bottom and pussy after that, I know you wanted to ask me, yes slave?" "Yes Mistress J" said Aaron. He again lathered up the washcloth. He could feel his heart pounding with excitement. He started with her neck, forcing himself to take his time. He then did the top part of her chest, just above her breasts. He again used slow strokes of the washcloth. He moved down to her breast. He used very slow circular motion, with a very light touch over her nipples. She moaned and shifted a little in the water. He did each breast with the same motion, taking his time. He also very gently pulled and played with her nipples through the washcloth. He felt them harden under her touch, and she moaned again. He moved on to her tight abs. He washed them with the same care. "Mistress J?" he asked. She opened her eyes, and said" hmmm?" "Would you like me to rinse first, or keep washing?" Aaron gently asked. "Finish slave, then rinse me off, take me out and dry me off slave." He lifted her slightly out of the water and quicker than he would have liked, washed her tight ass. He placed her down back in the water. He then kept his right hand under the water. With his cock perking up, and his heart racing, he slides her forward enough so her mound was out of the water. Still holding her, he deftly washed her mound, with slow circular motion; he very carefully caressed her clit. He then washed the lower part of her mound, being careful with the soap. He then let her sit back down to wash off the soap. Aaron put the washcloth down, and lifted her out of the water and wrapped a towel around her. He slowly dried her off, not using too much or too little pressure with the towel. He wrapped the towel around her body once she was completely dried off. "Excellent work slave. In the cupboard you will find special massage oil. Please take and extra towel with you, and go place it on the bed, then come back for me." Mistress J said. "Yes Mistress J," said slave Aaron. He quickly grabbed a towel and placed it on her bed. Then, went back to carry her to the bed as she ordered," Sit me down first slave." She placed a collar with a leash around his neck. "You will be rubbing my back, and following my commands slave. I have my instruments nearby to punish you if needed. You will follow my instructions to the letter slave, understand," she explained as she tugged on his collar. Aaron gasped for breath, and said "yes Mistress J." With the leash in her hand, she laid down on her belly. He stood and waited for instruction. "Gently sit on the back of my legs, and pour some oil on my back. I expect a good massage from the way you were washing me. "Mistress J said. To be continued... Sex Slave Shivering, she kneels next to her bed naked, head down, silk scarf around her eyes, her hands behind her back, awaiting his arrival in her room. Hearing the roar of his chopper as it pulses down the road, then sudden silence, sends heat through her body, settling in her loins. Boots scrape on the stairs as he makes his way up to her. She smells his musky odor, the smell of heat, the wind, his sex. A shiver runs through her body. Grabbing a hand full of her long blonde hair he yanks her head back, shoves his tongue in her mouth, probing her with animalistic hunger. "Did my little slut miss me?" He is not handsome by model standards, but has a certain ruggedness, his body is well muscled though not a body builder's. He is much older then she is, an authority figure, maybe a father figure. His long thin fingers trail down her neck to capture her erect nipple, gently caresses it, making it stand out proudly. Suddenly he twists it hard making her scream out in pain. "Hush slut, eyes down!" She will do what he orders, take her punishment if she fails to please. She is HIS slut. He drops the black leather bag on the floor beside her, she jumps. He smiles, running a finger down her spine over the small pucker of her ass to her wet cunt. He swishes his finger in her wetness. Pulling it out he brings it to his nose inhales deeply. "Ah! You smell sweet tonight, you're hot to see me." "Yes master." Reaching into the bag, he removes a pair of handcuffs that he snaps to her wrists. Into the bag again, he brings out a pair of steel cuffs for her ankles, and snaps the cold steel in place. "Spread your legs!" She spreads her legs as far as the cuffs permit. He reaches in the bag again, brings out a spreader bar, snapping the clips to the cuffs, keeping her legs apart. Into the bag once more, a clip to join the handcuffs to the spreader bar is snapped down. She is totally confined in her kneeling position. "Ah yes, you're mine, slut," he whispers in her ear. The posture collar is strapped around her neck, pulled tight, the lock holding it in place. Head immobile, chin up, she stares forward, waiting. His hands caress her breasts, soft yet firm, not large but enough for a handful. As he rubs his fingers across her stiff nipples, she feels waves of lust surge to the hot wetness of her pussy. He is pinching, pulling, twisting her nipples as she tries to escape the torment, a moan from her lips. The clover clamp grabs on her nipple sending a shot of pain down to mix with her lust. When the other clamp fastens to the other nipple it sends hot fire through her breasts. He watches her, she squirms but does not cry out. "That's a good slut, sit still." He runs his hand down her back sending a shiver through her body, stopping at her ass to give it a firm squeeze. His hand grabs the cheek, spreading her open. His finger rubs the perfect pucker of her asshole, he slowly slides it in. She wiggles and bucks on his finger like a puppet. He slowly finger fucks her ass. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of the black ball gag. "Open your mouth, we don't want the neighbors complaining about your screaming do we?" The black rubber cock butt plug was not huge but she would feel it fill her bum. Lubing it up throughly he worked it into her ass. She squirmed and bucked as the rubber cock fucked her butt hole, screaming into the gag as it slid into place, its shape holding it there. Sitting in the chair opposite her he pulled out a cigarillo and a bottle of Jack from the black bag. The flame from the Zippo lighter danced across her anguished face. She was hot, her pussy dripping juices, running down her thighs. Her nipples were on fire, her ass clenched on the invader there. He took a slug of Jack and another drag on his smoke watching her struggle to maintain composure. He pulled down the zipper on his pants. Her hunger was obvious. Pulling out his erect cock he began rubbing it lewdly. "Is this what you want, slut?" She tried to nod her head but the posture collar held it in place. He gave a small laugh, he adored her like this, eyes glazed, dripping with lust. Removing the ball gag from her mouth, he placed his cock to her lips. Slipping the head into her mouth she licked and sucked on it with enthusiasm. Slowly fucking in and out sliding back so just the tip was on her lips then sliding back in, deeper on each stroke. Soon she was gagging, fear in her eyes that she was going to choke to death. He pulled out. "Relax, you can do this, but you need to relax. Breath through your nose, slow relaxed breaths." He slid his cock back in, her throat clenching on it. "Relax, breath, through your nose. You can still breath. Yes, now swallow." He eased his cock further into her throat and held it there. Panic filled her eyes again. "Relax, breath, swallow." Her breathing slowed, she relaxed her throat. He began sliding in and out slowly, as she relaxed more he became more aggressive increasing speed. Soon she was moaning around his erection, her saliva making it glisten. Grunting, he shoved his erection all the way in and held it there. His cock swelled, exploding cum into her throat. She gagged, choking, trying to swallow it, but as he pulled out, cum ran down her chin and onto her breasts. He reached between her legs slowly stroking the length of her soaked slit to bring his finger up to her clit. He tapped the nub. She shuddered every time he tapped his finger. Not enough pressure to get her off, but enough to get her attention. He slide two fingers inside her and began finger fucking her. "Don't you dare cum till I say you can." She tried hard not to think of his fingers driving her mad, closer and closer, the climax right there, panic in her eyes. She was close, so damn close, to an orgasm. "Don't you cum!" Even as he gave the order the attack increased, sliding his fingers in deeper, rubbing her clit with his thumb. It didn't matter how hard she tried not to cum, she was bound for failure. The assault would not stop until she came, there would be no permission given. She was going to be punished, when she realized that this was what the result would be, she let go. Her body shook, convulsed as the orgasm ripped through her loins. He pulled the nipple clamps from her nipples sending her crashing into another wave of orgasm. His thumb pressed the butt plug, fucking it in her ass. He teased her clit, rolling her through another wave till she thought she was going to pass out. He unlocked the collar, unclipped the handcuffs from the spreader bar, sat her in the chair. He slowly massaged her neck and shoulders, getting the blood flowing again. Unlocking the cuffs from her ankles, he recuffed her hands in front. His lips pressed against her ear, "You came without permission. You will have to be punished." "Yes master," she said meekly. Attaching a rope to the handcuffs, he bent her over the footboard of her bed tying the rope to the headboard. He spread her legs, tying each ankle to the legs of the bed. She was spread wide for him to see. He grabbed her waist lifting her ass in the air as he stuffed a pillow under her. Finally he stuffed the ball gag back in her mouth. "The neighbors," was all he said. He pulled the riding crop from the bag. Whack! The crop raised a welt on her white ass cheek, her body convulsed. Whack! On the other cheek. Then they rained down on her. When they stopped she had tears running down her face, and pussy juice running down her thighs. He gently stroked each welt causing her to quiver. "Such a nice pattern." He was not done yet. He took out the flat paddle and slapped her ass making her jump with every strike. Her ass was a crimson shade of red. When he pulled the ball gag from her mouth she sobbed uncontrollably. He removed the butt plug from her ass and reached into the black bag again. Pulling out a lotion, he spread it on her tender ass, soothing the fire that burned there. His hands trailed down to her hot pussy. She moaned at his touch. God she was wet. She heard him drop his pants, felt his hard erection press against her hot slit, it slipped in so easily all the way till his balls slapped against her clit. He stayed there motionless watching her body shudder in anticipation, then he was moving fast, fucking her hard, as she pushed back to meet each thrust. Faster and faster, higher and higher, till there was nothing but searing, tearing, brain numbing, heart stopping orgasm. Sex Slave Author's Notes: This is completely fictional and can be viewed as disturbing. If this is not your kind of story, don't read it. ***** You wake up with a flutter of your eyes. I watch as a look of confusion crosses your face as you realize you can't move your arms or legs. You test your bonds and start to panic when you realize there is no way out of this. While you were sleeping, I was hard at work. Before you awoke, I had carefully chained you up. I have chained you in such a way that there is no escape. I have chained you so that you are mildly uncomfortable. I have chained you so that you are completely and utterly exposed. You realize slowly that you are no longer in your dorm room at college. You quickly look around to find that you are in a room, seemingly alone, on a wide, rectangular, leather table, spread-eagle. You are chained so widely that it almost hurts. Then you spot me, standing in the corner. I smile when our eyes meet. You begin to speak, but I move close to you and insert a large gag ball into your mouth before tying it around your blonde hair. I now begin to place the silk, black blindfold over your blue eyes. Finally, I put thick headphones over your ears. I flip a switch, and immediately wet, sex noises fill your ears. Moaning, grunting, screaming, slapping, spanking. These headphones are designed specifically so that you cannot hear anything except the sex noises. You cannot hear what will be coming. You cannot prepare for what will happen tonight. I look over your body. You have nice C-cups that look perfect for squeezing and pinching. You have a curvy waist and wide hips, proportionate to your body. But as my eyes move lower down, I am disappointed, but only just. You have thick, curly, brown hair covering your beautiful jewel. But no worries, I have prepared for this. I lather shaving cream all over your mound. You jump and squirm, but cannot do anything else. I bring a vibrating razor to where the hair begins and start shaving down. You shake and whimper through your gag. It is not a long process; soon you are as hairless as a baby girl. I lean down and kiss your glistening pussy lips, licking at your clit before I straighten up. I move away, leaving you alone to think for a minute while I move over to the cabinet where all of my toys are kept. When I return to you, I see that you are squirming and panting through your gag ball, obviously aroused by the mere sound of sex. I smile as I bend down over your pussy, which is quivering ever so slightly. I hold a very thin paint brush in my right hand and then very carefully begin to write words upon your outer lips in black ink. On your left lip, I write 'slut'. On your right lip, I write 'whore'. On your clit, I write 'mine'. You jump every time the brush touches you, breathing heavier. I blow on the ink. Waiting for it to dry, I move to your breasts. I tweak your nipples by pinching them, eliciting a moan from your mouth as I do so. I climb onto the table and straddle you, facing downwards, so my head is hovering above your inked pussy, in a 69 position. In my hand is a medical instrument for dentists. It's used to keep the mouth open, but in this case, I will use it to stretch your pussy wide open for me so I can explore inside. When you feel me placing the instrument in you, you jump and squirm. I slap your inner thigh, and you become rigid, shaking under my touch. Once you are spread open before me, I point a flashlight up inside you and begin to poke and prod your inner walls, becoming intimately acquainted with you. You twitch and squirm through the process, becoming increasingly wetter. By the time I find it suitable to be done, you have become covered in a thin layer of sweat. I remove the dentist's instrument from you pussy lips and place the tip of a large vibrator against your lips. You tense. You've never been fucked before; no one has ever touched you here until I came along. I move the vibrator around your vagina, teasing you immensely. Your clit stands on alert within seconds, quivering, trembling, quaking, begging for attention. I give it. I suck at your clit, swishing my tongue around it, while the vibrator alternates its teasing between your lips. You are bucking on the table, thrusting your hips upwards, wanting more. I retreat, leaving you in an agonizing state of dissatisfaction for a full minute. Then I return and slide the vibrator all the way into your pussy. You scream around the gag ball while your entire body strains. You use your muscles, trying to expel the instrument from your cunt. I push it back in all the way and place some strong duct tape over it. You are full, completely so, and in slight pain. I leave you for a moment, allowing you to writhe on the table. I watch as you buck and twist your head from side to side. You flex your feet, your toes curling, as your body builds up, preparing to orgasm. You arch your back and scream through your gag as you are pushed over the edge. While you pant from your intense orgasm, I turn a knob on the table. Slowly the entire leather platform begins to rise until it is almost vertical. The chains around your limb hold you so tightly that you don't even sag. I pull a hose that is attached to a wall over to you and turn it on. The water squirts out, harsh and cold, against your nipples, which stand erect within moments. I alternate between them. While your vagina is being stimulated by the vibrator and your nipples being hosed down by frigid water, you are once again building to another orgasm. I can see it in your face as you squirm and tense. When your second orgasm subsides, I place the hose on the floor, for a moment, and walk up to you in order to remove the duct tape and the vibrator. Your hips jerk towards me, almost involuntarily, seeking attention. I pick the hose back up and aim it at your clit. It stands erect within seconds. I move the hose to your right nipple, then your left nipple, then your clit, then your left nipple, then your clit, your left nipple, your clit, your right nipple, your clit, your left nipple. Your right nipple is feeling left out because I didn't give it as much attention, but you don't have to worry. I put the hose away and return to you with a needle. It's a long process, preparing your nipple for the ring. But once it's over, you have a beautiful nipple ring with my initials engraved on it. You are mine. I then begin with enema. You need to be thoroughly cleaned. I can tell you don't like this part, but it has to be done. You squirm and scream through your gag as I fill you with warm water. I insert a small butt plug to hold in the water for a few minutes. You pull against your bondage, restraining. I can see your taut abdominals jumping and jerking. A few minutes, and it's all over, but I know you probably think it took at least a few hours. Blush rises on your cheeks when I pull the butt plug out along with the contents of your bowels. You breathe heavily, completely exhausted and spent from my preparation, but we have just begun tonight. I have not even had any real fun yet. Sex Slave Alberta Alberta now lived with us and attended MU. Her parents did not suspect anything untoward as she explained that we lived close to the university and it would save two hours a day traveling. If she had lived at home she would have wasted a lot of time that could have been spent at our detached home as our lovely young slut, so Belinda and I were thrilled to have more of her. Alberta had matured over the last few months into a desirable beauty. She was lithe, fit and stronger, thanks to her dance classes. She had blossomed into a young slut with a well-proportioned and enviable body. Alberta's breasts were a 36C and they needed no support; at the tips her nipples were long and well formed. With suckable tits, a waist of 24 inches and hips of 36 inches, Alberta would have been an ideal model for Goya's nude paintings. Her legs were firm, not overly muscular, and their length ended up at a well-rounded, solid ass and a succulent pussy with neatly trimmed pubes. The curve of her lower back to her ass was a work of art and prompted touching. Alberta did everything to please us and in turn, though she would always be our slut, we loved her and gave her whatever she needed. Her field trip friends, Colleen and Jennie, occasionally visited; and then we all enjoyed a sensual encounter and memories of the field trip escapades; but they were attending out of state universities, so they were only around during holidays. It was during our dinner parties that Alberta was most helpful and at her best. Most of our close friends were very liberal about their sex like and Alberta gave an added dimension to the evenings. Early in September, Belinda and I had invited over two other couples. Elaine, the Camp Director and her friend as well as a friendly cross town couple that we had met at a conference earlier in the year. Ted and Julie were lots of fun and we had swapped a couple of times, enjoying each other's spouses; but they had yet to meet Alberta. In preparation for the party, Belinda had been busy in town and on the Internet buying the necessary purchases in order to make sure that it would be a perfect evening and night! Alberta was to be our maid-slave and therefore we were careful to make sure that she was dressed for the part. Belinda said to me, 'Rod, we have to have Alberta looking her best tonight because she will be well used. You will dress her and ready her.' Of course, I had no objections to that and already my eight inch cock was hardening at the pleasure that would give me. Alberta had always been a favorite of mine. Belinda thought that it would be best if Alberta was minimally clad and so she had bought a system of black studded straps, thigh high leather boots and the tiniest of white aprons. Alberta's long black hair was finely braided, with each braid composed of three strands and the braids hung loosely down over her beautiful sculpted facial features. When it was time to dress Alberta, I took her into the bedroom and had her stand in the center of the room while I slowly stripped her of her daily clothes and she stood naked in front of me. I walked around her inspecting her, fingering her cunt to make sure that she wasn't too wet, feeling her ass and caressing her tits and nipples. My next enviable task was to cover her from head to toe in a fine layer of edible oils to bring out her beauty and to emphasize her black skin. My hands were shaking from the thrill of it all and as I reached her ass, Alberta whispered to me, 'Fuck me master, before anyone else tonight; please fuck me now.' As much as I was tempted I scolded her and told her that our guests come first and she would have to deal with me when the night was over. I continued my oiling of her sensuous body and I am sure that she was close to cumming, as I was, by the time I had finished. I stood back and gazed longingly at her - she was the ultimate Nubian slave. But there was more to be done yet. The black straps fitted under her breasts at the center of which was a polygonal patch. The straps led over her shoulders and down to her waist where they became a belt loosely fitting above her hips. From the waist belt, I fed the straps down her ass crack and under her crotch where they split to frame her sweet cunt lips and her neatly trimmed pubes. The strap then continued up to her navel where it was reattached to the belt. Around her neck I placed a studded, black leather strap at the front of which was a clasp. And around each wrist two other straps with clasps were fitted. To finish the outfit, the black high heeled, thigh highs were put on and then I tied the dainty apron around her waist. The apron barely came down to her cunt and, of course, her ass was completely exposed. It was going to be Alberta's job to serve the guests and she was well trained to do so. Alberta was ready and I called Belinda in for her inspection. 'Darling', I called, 'our lovely slut is prepared for the festivities.' Belinda came in and though she had thought out this scenario I could tell from her smile and the way she licked her lips that she was taken aback by Alberta's beauty and sensational appearance. 'Mmm, she is such a beautiful young thing, Rod. I bet you'd like to fuck her right now wouldn't you? But we must keep her clean and at her best for our guests. Elaine is really looking forward to seeing her again.' With that, the door-bell rang and Belinda and I went to answer it, for we were waiting the correct moment to display our slut maid. Elaine and her friend, Pam, were there and after the usual kisses and pleasantries, we had them sit on the sofa. Elaine had changed and was dressed in a jacket , shirt open at the neck and a pair of slacks. Her companion, Pam was much younger, very pale skinned, nice medium size tits and wearing a floral blouse and a mini skirt slit at the thighs to reveal her garter belt straps. Within minutes, Ted and Julie arrived. Julie was dolled up to the nines, as usual, with a tight red t shirt emphasizing her distinct nipples and her 38D breasts; and a leather skirt and boots. Ted was more casual in jeans and a denim shirt open to show his hairy chest and the gold chain hanging around his muscular neck. Once introductions had been made and everyone was comfortable, Belinda nodded to me and said that we would now bring out our slut/maid. She told them that they were free to use Alberta at their pleasure. So I disappeared, tied a leash onto Alberta's collar and told her to follow me on her knees and eyes lowered. As we entered the room it was quiet but when they saw our beautiful young slut they were overcome and applauded. I paraded Alberta around the room, stopping at each person. She was well trained at this and her posture was such that her ass and cunt were projected above her hips for all to see the delightful sex of this stunning slut. Elaine, reached out her hand and caressed Alberta's ass and cunt while Pam reached under and squeezed her tits and rolled her nipples. Alberta did not make a sound and let me lead her over to Ted and Julie. Julie ran her fingers down Alberta's back and reached under to sink a finger into her now juicy cunt. Ted unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard nine inch cock and commanded, 'Slut, lick this!' Alberta reached her head forward and flicked her tongue around the head of Ted's cock which jumped at the sensuality of Alberta's tongue. I could see that Belinda was very envious of Alberta and she licked her lips in anticipation of the delight to come. Once I had introduced our slut/maid, I unleashed her, told her to stand and to get drinks for everyone. When she stood, to reveal her statuesque body, there were exclamations of awe as everyone commented on how lucky Belinda and I were to have this exotic, willing creature as our stunning slut. The dinner was a delightful affair, with lots of drinks, fine cuisine, good conversation and admiring and feeling Alberta. There was hardly a moment went by that a hand wasn't placed on some part of Alberta's anatomy - feeling her ass, her cunt, her tits, squeezing her nipples, running a hand up the inside of her glossy thighs, probing any crack on her body. She must have been crying out to be fucked. I know that she was very wet for I ran two fingers into her cunt and had her lick them off, just after the main course. After the meal, Elaine asked if she could have first chance with Alberta; and every other person thought it would be a good opportunity for her to renew old acquaintances. We watched as Elaine and Pam escorted Alberta to the large rug and had her lie down with her arms outstretched and her legs spread wide. Elaine immediately went for Alberta's succulent and sweet pussy, while Pam got into a position that allowed Alberta to lick and suck her cunt and at the same time play with her own tits and nipples which she caressed firmly from the top and down to her erect buds. Alberta was very turned on by this attention and the moans and sighs showed that she was close to orgasm. Elaine was gripping Alberta's ass and burying her tongue deep inside her moist cunt. On the other side of the room Belinda was about to impale herself on Ted's impressive cock, while Julie enjoyed being eaten by Ted. In fact her cunt totally covered his face and I hoped he could breathe; but judging from his bucking and his head movements he was fine and his tongue was bringing Julie to a satisfying climax. For my part, I was determined to take Elaine from behind as she hungrily consumed Alberta's cunt juices. I held Elaine's ass steady and my cock, covered in pre-cum, slipped easily into her receptive pussy. As I drove deeply into her cunt I had a good view of Belinda riding Ted; and it was stimulating and erotic to see my wife ride his cock. As she rose up the skin of her cunt stretched down slightly along his thick member and then when she plunged down it slid back into her cunt making a slurping sexual sound. Also the sight of Pam's pale skin on the glossy blackness of Alberta was awesome. This made me even more animated and I gave Elaine a real deep fuck, my cock pulsating as it drove in and out of her wet, warm, tight cunt. She pushed back hard with her ass to the rhythm of my inward thrust. It was a symphony of climaxes as we came within seconds of each other and the room was filled with the moans and yells of ecstatic joy. Alberta and Pam were given the task of making sure everyone was cleaned up and our slut enjoyed swallowing Ted's limp cock until it was cleaned of all Belinda and his juices. Pam worked on mine and although she was obviously a novice, she was enthusiastic and the way my cock hardened showed that she was doing a stimulating cock clean up. After finishing with us they moved over and cleaned up Belinda, Elaine and Julie, licking of cock cum, cunt juices and sharing all of this with their mouths, until we were ready to go again. After a period of recovery and conversation about the great sex that we had all had, we were ready to pursue our evening of sexual sharing. Ted was really rock hard to fuck Alberta and I could tell from her smile that she was ready to ride his nine inch pole. For my part, even though I was thirsting to fuck Alberta, I did not want to deprive our guest; and watching her sit astride Ted and present him with one of the tightest and best fucks of his life was certainly going to prove stimulating. My cock was at its hardest now and ready for some action. It came in the body of Pam, Elaine's friend. Pam had come on over to me with that certain look in her big eyes and her pert tits were topped by erect nipples. She kneeled down in front of me and extended her tongue along my shaft from the balls to the head and licked it good and slow. Then she held it lightly in her right hand while she proceeded to circle the tip of my pulsating cock with slow, long, tender, tonguing. I was really enjoying her cock sucking while watching the main action. Her wet tongue mixed with the pre-cum and my cock glistened and throbbed. I looked over and Alberta had Ted lie on the rug, with his enviable cock standing like a flag pole. She ran her tongue along it and it visibly jumped with the eroticism of her touch. Then she stood astride Ted and gradually lowered herself down to the top of his cock, gyrating the opening of her cunt around the head. Ted moaned with the sensuous effect on his cock. Very slowly, Alberta allowed her cunt to wrap itself around the nine inches and she descended to his balls. She sat there using her cunt muscles to tighten on Ted and to exert a subtle motion on his cock. Ted reached up and squeezed Alberta's delicious tits and nipples. She rode him as if she was a dressage rider on a stallion. This was one elegant fuck. Her head was held back and her braided strands moved over her neck as she slowly swayed back and forth. Her arms were held behind her and she was able to grab the back of Ted's legs. Then, as Ted pleaded with her to fuck him hard and as the spectators urged her to fuck him deeply, Alberta's motion gathered speed, and her ass moved up and down the length of Ted's cock, fucking him with fury and passion. Ted responded and his ass moved off the rug as his upward thrusts met Alberta's downward moving cunt. Watching this was too much and I took Pam placed her on all fours and entered her from behind. Belinda not too miss any action lay under her so that Pam could suck on her sopping wet cunt. I still had a view of our beautiful slut and how she was giving Ted all he could handle. Pam was also getting very turned on by my cock and Belinda's cunt. She pushed back toward me as I rammed my cock into her deeply; and she continued to lap eagerly at Belinda's cunt. To the side, Elaine and Julie were in a sixty nine position and I could tell from their moans and groans that they were ready to climax. Alberta was still moving over Ted's cock and as he came, she did not stop her motion and continued to drain him of his cum, until he was utterly exhausted. She dismounted him and gave him her cunt to lick out, which he did with his tongue deep inside her. I came in huge spurts just as Belinda and Pam yelled out excitedly that they had cum. And so the evening came to a fitting finale, with Ted experiencing our slut-maid and her sexual prowess, Julie and Ted left as very satisfied guests. Elaine and Pam stayed overnight, with the promise that we would return the visit to them at their camp, in the not too distant future. Sex Slave Ana Ch. 01 Edited by Susurrus * My name is Ana. This is the story of how I became a sex slave. James and I had been friends for about two years. One night, he called and told me to put on my best party dress, because we were going out to a new place in town. James always found the best places to go. I eagerly asked, "What time will you pick me up?" "About 6:30. I want to get there early. We can pick up something to eat on the way, he said, excitement in his voice. Hurry up; I'll be there soon... Bye." I took a quick shower, dried my hair, and applied my make up. Looking through my closet, I wondered what to wear. 'Well, he did say to wear my best party dress...' I thought to myself. Taking the skimpy red halter dress from the hanger, I began to think back to the last time I wore it, sighing out loud when I realized it had been nine months since I'd last been laid. 'Hopefully that will change tonight,' I thought. James pulled up exactly at 6:30. I jumped into the car and we kissed hello. "You look great, Ana!" he gushed, a smile on his face. As I said, James and I had been friends for a couple years, but we never took it to the next level. I'm not sure why, because he was great: kind, gentle, strong and very handsome. Neither one of us were dating during this time, and I liked to think he thought of me the same way I thought of him. "Where are we off to tonight?" I asked. "I heard of this great place, it's supposed to be really different. By the way, what are you hungry for?" "Lets just get a burger or something quick," I suggested, eager to get to where we were going. We pulled into a drive through and ate on the way to this new place James was so excited about. "So, what makes this place so different?" I asked when I'd finished my meal. An enigmatic smile appeared on James' face as he said, "Well, you remember when we were talking a while back about swing clubs and how we both wanted to try one?" I began to laugh. "You found a swing club?" "Well, not exactly..." He hesitated a moment. "It's called Masters Dungeon." After another short beat, he laughed, "But it's the closest thing I could find." We both had a good laugh, then he looked at me and asked, "You game?" I shrugged. "Sure, why the hell not!" "Now," he continued, "in order to get in, you have to be a master with a slave. I've been doing lots of research on this. If you agree, you will be the slave. I promise, I wont let anyone touch you... Okay?" Since James was always very protective of me when we were out, I agreed. "Now, just do what I tell you, without question. Oh yeah, part of the Master/slave thing is that you can't talk unless I give you permission. Now, if you're interested in someone, rub my leg under the table. If for any reason you feel uncomfortable, rub my chest... Okay?" "Sure, leg for good, chest for bad," I laughed. "Look, here we are!" He was so excited. I have to admit, I was excited, myself. We walked up to the door. The bouncer looked at us and stated, "This is a club for masters and their slaves." James puffed up as I had never seen him before, stating, "I *am* the master, and *this* is my slut... you have a problem with that?" The bouncer smiled and opened the door. "Welcome to the 'Masters Dungeon'." James walked right past him and I followed quickly. Once inside, I was in awe. I couldn't believe everything I saw. There were crops, handcuffs, ropes and other contraptions I had no idea what possible use they could have. James found a nice table; back a bit so we could do lots of people watching. The waitress came over - speaking only to James - and handed him the drink menu. James ordered himself a drink, then one for me. We sat back and began to watch the other people. I watched how the other slaves acted and did the same. James asked if I was okay and I rubbed his leg. As the night went on, more people came in. We were having a lot of fun watching everyone. When the music started to play, so did the people. The slaves were being passed around between the masters. Some were having sex, some were being spanked and I learned what some of those contraptions were there for. Some of the other masters came and talked to James, asking for some time with me. I almost laughed when James explained it was my first time out, then chuckled and told them I still needed training. I was amazed they actually bought that line of bull, but he did say he had done lots of research, and he was usually very thorough when he wanted to know something. While sitting at the table, James reached over and began to stroke the inside of my thigh. For as long as we have been friends, James has never made a pass at me. I went to put my hand on his chest, but he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I'm just going with the flow. I'm not going to hurt you, but damn, this place is *hot*!!" Suddenly, I just had to know something. I ignored his instructions not to speak unless given permission and leaned in to him. "James, what is it that you really want? I mean, if this will be a one night stand, then that's okay, but... I just need to know first," I whispered in his ear. James sensed how important his answer was to me, and showed no irritation that I hadn't followed orders. "Ana, I want more than a one night stand with you. I had planned on talking about this with you later. But for now, lets just go with the flow, okay?" I smiled at him and he leaned in to give me a tender kiss. He pulled my legs apart and began stroking my pussy, grinning when he realized just how wet I was, watching all these people have sex and using these women as if they were pieces of meat. Even so, I was a little surprised when he told me, "Remove your panties and spread your legs more." I looked around to see if anyone was looking, then slipped my panties down to my ankles, embarrassed, but also excited at obeying such an order in public. His fingers began circling my clit, then he rubbed his fingers between my lips. Every once in a while he slid two of his fingers inside me. He was driving me nuts! I was lost in my own pleasure. It didn't take long for me to orgasm. When I was finished, he took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was shocked to find his pants already removed. When I began to give him a quick hand job, he told me to crawl under the table and suck. Feeling deliciously naughty, I did just that. I have to admit, I was impressed with his cock, so rigid and thick. It was plainly obvious this was turning him on as much as it was me. I began to kiss and lick the head of his cock, letting my lips glide across it. Slowly, inch-by-inch, I took more of him into my mouth, until he put his hands on top of my head, holding me while he shot his load down my throat. When I came up from under the table, James let out a little chuckle. He took his hand and wiped some cum from my dress then placed his finger in my mouth for me to clean off. He then reached over my shoulders and pulled the string on the halter-top of my dress. Before I knew what happened, I was sitting there, naked from the waist up. Immediately, my hands went to cover myself. I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, he leaned over and whispered, "Sssshhhhhh, we've gone this far. If, by the time we leave, you decide you don't want to come back, we wont. While were here, though, let's enjoy this!" He smiled and winked. I looked deep into his eyes, thinking, 'James would never hurt me,' so I quietly said, "Okay." I was in awe of James. He seemed so comfortable here, in public, doing these things. I, on the other hand, I was nervous, shy and somewhat uncomfortable with all this public viewing of my body. Yet at the same time, this was so sinful and out of the norm for me... I would have never have guessed this would be such a huge turn on. James once again told me to get under the table and get him ready. It didn't take much to make him rock hard again and he tugged at me to get up. When I came up, he told me to lean over the table. Obediently doing so, he pulled up my dress, exposing my bare butt. He gave me a few light whacks on my ass with his hand then drove his cock into my pussy. While his cock slammed into me, he continued to spank me, giving me the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. He continued thrusting until I felt him grow even larger. I could not believe James was fucking me here on the table in this place. I could see people watching us, just as we had watched others. I felt embarrassed, but having sex in public like this... knowing other men in the club wanted to put their cocks inside my wet pussy, wanted to fuck me as James was... oh the glorious revelation of this side of me! Just as I was building to an orgasm, James grabbed my hips, spun me around and pushed me to my knees. Shoving his cock in my mouth, he held my head tight while he again shot his load down my throat. He then told me, "Get up and fix your dress. We're leaving," and began walking away. I hurried to keep up. We jumped into the car and looked at each other. He leaned over and kissed me. "What did you think?" he asked. "Well, it *was* different..." I hesitated a moment, quickly recalling everything that I'd seen and experienced inside. "Honestly, I *loved* it!" I gushed, smiling hugely. A sheepish grin came across his face. "I loved every second!" We both laughed all the way home. We got back to my apartment and I asked if he wanted to come in so we could talk about where our relationship was going, exactly. Inside, I told James to make himself comfortable and I would make us some drinks. We sat down and began to talk about the evening. "Now tell me. What did you *really* think of tonight?" James asked. With no hesitation, I started, "Honestly. I loved it. I'm not all that sure about the harder stuff... like that one woman who did something wrong and was put into the stockade and was whipped and fucked by just about everyone in there. I thought that was kind of harsh... but you know what I always say, to each his own," I laughed. "But honestly, with you there, I felt very safe." Then he asked, "Would you like to go back again sometime?" I looked down and shuffled my feet. After a bit, I sort of half looked up and breathed, "Yes." "I have one more question for you then Ana..." He paused, took a drink, looked me square in the eyes, and said, "Ana, would you be my slave? I will take good care of you, this I can promise you." I sat back in my chair, not knowing what to say. "James, you and I have been friends for a long time. I trust you, you know that. I'm just not sure just how far this Master/slave thing really goes. I've never done this before." He reached out and stroked my face lightly. "Sweet Ana, I have known you and loved you for two years now. I want to be with you, to have you, to hold you and yes, to own you. I will not hurt you, I only intend to bring out your best as well as your deepest and darkest fantasies." "Does this mean were a couple?" I questioned. "If that's how you'd like to look at it... Yes, we would be a couple, Ana. You would be mine." My mind raced, what would this mean? What would it actually entail? Would he beat me as I saw others doing to their slaves? I took a deep breath, gathered my courage and asked, "James, does this mean you would beat me, too?" "Punishment is only for disobedience. I actually don't like punishment for no reason. However, if you go against what I say, then there would be some form of punishment. Since you haven't lived this life before, it would not be like what you saw tonight. The people that were there tonight have done this for years. You would have a great deal of training to go through first. I am not into causing you pain for my pleasure." I absorbed those words for a moment. "Well, as long as you aren't looking to really hurt me... As I said before, I *do* trust you." I took a drink, then continued. "I really did enjoy tonight. I didn't realize it would be so exciting," I said, blushing. "If you're willing to be my Master then I'm willing to be your slave. I just ask that you please be gentle with me." At that, James sat back in his chair and took a long drink. His voice changed a little when he said, "Well then, I guess we should get started with your training." He then winked at me, and his voice changed even more. "Now, stand up and take off your clothes." With those words, and the knowledge of what I was going to do, I could feel myself turn a darker shade of red. Without saying anything, I stood up, slipped off my dress, and stood there completely naked in front of him. With a nod, James began to examine me. He walked around me a few times, pawing at my tits and ass. I giggled nervously and he slapped my ass. "I do not want to hear anything out of you, or I'll have to punish you!" he stated firmly. I caught my breath and bit my lip. James had never spoken to me so sternly. He pulled and pinched at my nipples, then slid two fingers in me. "Still hungry, I see," he chuckled at how wet I was. "Go get your toy out. I know you have one." I went to my bedroom and came back with my dildo. When I returned, James was sitting on the couch, naked. He smiled, rather smugly, "Sit on the coffee table and fuck yourself now." As I sat down, my mind began to race. I felt so embarrassed. I had never masturbated in front of anyone before. My face was hot. I was nervous. 'What if I did it wrong? What would he think? What would it look like to him?' I took a deep breath, then reached for the lube I brought to make the dildo slide easier. James asked, "What do you have there, Ana?" "I brought some lube so I could do what you asked." He got up and grabbed the bottle from my hand. "You won't be needing this. Just shove it inside yourself and get busy. Now, open your legs so I can see it push past your lips," he said with a strength in his voice I hadn't heard before. Opening my legs as wide as possible, I tried to push the dildo in my pussy. Since I wasn't allowed to use the lube, I was encountering quite a bit of resistance. I struggled to do what he had commanded. "Since you seem to be having trouble doing what I told you, you need to be punished. Turn around and lean over the table." I protested, "That's not fair! I'm *trying* to do it!" He jumped up, suddenly angry. "I said, I did *not* want to hear anything from you. Just do what I told you and do it now!" I bit my lower lip, turned around and leaned over the table. James then told me not to move. He went into my bedroom, where I could hear him going through my drawers. When he returned he held a number of my scarves. He then went into the kitchen and brought back my large wooden spoon. Using the scarves, he bound my wrists to the legs of the table, then wrapped one around my thigh and tied it to the table leg. Last, he took my left leg, spread it as far as it would go, and bound it securely to the remaining table leg. My mind was screaming, 'What have you gotten yourself into?' I was terrified, not knowing what was going to come next. James said he didn't like giving punishment, was this just to scare me? Was he for real? What was he going to do? I thought, 'I'm now totally helpless, bound to this damn table. What the hell am I *doing*?' James startled me when I heard his voice in my ear: quiet, but fierce. "This is your first punishment. They will get worse every time I have to do this. If you just keep your mouth shut and do what I tell you, when I tell you, then we won't have to do this... Understand?" I nodded my head in acknowledgement. He walked up to my ass and began to spank me with the wooden spoon. The first one stung and I jumped. The second one was harder. Each one got harder and harder. Tears filled my eyes. At the count of ten he stopped. "Now, *that* was for not doing what I told you to do. The next set will be for the back talk you gave me." Another ten more on my - now - very sore ass. I wanted to scream, to yell, but just bit my lip in fear that more would follow if I did. The only sound that came from me was a tiny whimper that accompanied every whack. He picked up the dildo and shoved it in my pussy, thrusting it in and out hard and fast. I then felt something running down my ass. To my relief, I realized it was lube. It made the dildo slide inside me much easier. Finally, I began to relax and enjoy the pleasure I was receiving. As I neared orgasm, I began bucking against the dildo. My head became foggy, then finally, I came. My body was now *well* relaxed. Laying my head down on the table, I felt more lube being poured on my ass. I picked up my head and tried to look back to see what James was doing. His hands rubbed my butt while he said; "I've had fantasies about fucking you in the ass, Ana. Did you know that? You have such a nice round ass... It was made to be fucked." I gasped in horror. "James, I don't do that!" "Relax, Ana. I can see you've never had a cock up your ass. If you're a good slut, I'll take it very slow and work you up to it. If not, I'll just shove my cock in and fulfil my fantasy. Now, Ana, tell me what you want me to do with you." Tears filled my eyes and I meekly said, "Slow... Please." "Tell me how much you enjoy being my slave, and how much you appreciate that I'm willing to take your ass slow." "Thank you for being gentle with me and taking my ass slow," I blurted out between the tears. "That's a good slut. Now, you may call me 'Sir' when you address me. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir", I whispered. While he rubbed my little virgin hole with his finger, he explained, "Now, I will talk you through this so there are no surprises for you. What you will feel now will be lube being dripped onto your little rosebud as I work my finger in. Just try and relax." I felt the drips and his finger rubbing them in. He would squeeze a few drops out, then push the tip of his finger in my ass. Without removing his finger, he would squeeze a few more drops out and push his finger in a little more. Even though he was being very gentle, it hurt a lot. I continued to bite my lip and do my best to not make a sound. "Do you like my finger in your ass, Ana? How does it feel?" he asked. "It's uncomfortable, Sir. I don't think I can get used to this, Sir", I whimpered. He chuckled, "Oh Ana, this is only the beginning. By the end of tonight, I will be able to finger fuck your ass. It will open and stretch out. I'm already up to my knuckle. I have to tell you, Ana, you are very tight. I love it and can't wait to put my cock in there and fuck the hell out of you. Ready? I'm going to start finger fucking you now. It will take you a few moments to get used to it. Now, it may help if you bear down a bit. Just try to relax and it'll be much easier on you." He began to move his finger in and out of my ass, finger fucking my tight little hole. It hurt like hell for a few minutes, but he was right, it did ease up. It actually became stimulating. I could feel myself starting to relax and enjoy it, even. "There now, Ana, its not all that bad now, is it? My finger slides so nicely in and out. You're being a good slut, now." He began fucking my ass harder and faster with his finger. "I really like the way it pulls out when my finger pulls out and sinks in when I push hard... I like the way that looks. Now, let's see if we can get you to have some kind of orgasm while I finger fuck your ass." With his other hand, he picked up the dildo. He pushed it in my pussy and used his finger to work my clit. Before I knew it, I felt the first twinges of an orgasm. I was humiliated. I couldn't believe he was going to bring me to orgasm while finger fucking my ass. But he did. I came with a violent orgasm. It was even better than the one I had earlier. James pulled the dildo out and then removed his finger. Sex Slave Ana Ch. 01 He walked around and untied me, then stated, Now that I've given you pleasure, it's time for you to give me pleasure. I want you to take a drink, then get on your knees and let me fuck your face, since I can't fuck your ass yet. I took a long drink and got on my knees in front of him. He took a bunch of my hair and wrapped his fingers in it, then slid his cock in my mouth. "Open up like a good cock sucker and let me down your throat." I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but I was sure to learn it in the next few minutes. He held my hair and began to thrust his cock in my mouth deeply. It was harsh. I sputtered and gagged a few times and that seemed to make him very happy. Drool ran down my chin from not being able to swallow. My makeup ran down my face from the tears. He fucked my face long and hard. He liked the look of it. He became more rigid when I would cry and gag. I did the best I could to keep up with his pace, but all I could really do was keep my mouth as open as possible. When he was finally ready to cum, he held my head tight to his body and shoved his cock as deeply as possible in my mouth. His load shot down my throat. I couldn't swallow, I could only gag. He kept his cock in my mouth and told me to suck it until it was clean. Once he was satisfied I'd done what he'd ordered, James picked me up and took me to the bathroom. He drew a bath and told me to get in. This was so different from the last several minutes. He was so gentle now. He washed my hair and every part of me. As he bathed me, he said quietly, "Ana, I have to tell you something. I have been a master for a very long time. I've wanted you to be my slave ever since I met you. I've fantasized about you every way possible, and this is better than any fantasy I've ever had. I'm so glad you agreed to be my slave. I promise I will take good care of you." Then he kissed me. My head was still spinning from everything that had happened. I wasn't sure whether I should have agreed to this or not. James helped me from the tub and walked me to the bed. He laid me down and climbed in with me. We fell asleep. The next morning we woke up. James gave me a long deep kiss and said good morning. My mind was still trying to figure out what had actually taken place. I wasn't used to this kind of stuff, yet I liked it very much. James rolled over and I could feel his hard cock up against my thigh. He began rubbing up against me, letting me know what he wanted. Taking one of my breasts in his hand and gently squeezing it, he ordered, "I like to have my cock sucked first thing in the morning. Get busy." I looked at him and sighed, but moved down to his cock. As I began to suck his cock as he had commanded, he wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled my head up. "What's the matter, you don't want to suck my cock?" he sneered. "Well, actually, I would have preferred to go clean up a bit and make some coffee for us first," I responded. "I don't want coffee first thing, I want my cock sucked. As far as you cleaning yourself up... well, I really don't care. You'll have time to clean up later before going out tonight. Since you've decided to have such a bad attitude about sucking my cock, then I guess you'll just have to let me fuck your face again," slut. With that, he pushed my head down and started to fuck my throat. He kept his hands on my head, choking me many times with the pressure he was using. I would gag, spit and sputter and he'd just laugh. He really enjoyed it when I gagged. Finally, he was ready to cum and thrust his hips up as he pushed my head down hard. He went farther into my throat. I never realized that he could actually pass any farther down. I gagged when he shot his load, but he didn't let me up this time, he held on tight. When he finally let me up, I was gasping for air. He then pushed me away and told me to go make the coffee. I got up to put on my robe, but he sat up in bed and told me, "Don't put anything on. I'd rather have you naked. Besides, I've got easier to access your holes when you're naked." Then he chuckled and winked. While I was in the kitchen he walked in. When I turned around to hand him a cup of coffee, he reached out and pinched my nipple. I took a step back and made a face to let him know that it hurt. He laughed and said, "Oh, did that hurt? Don't worry, they'll get used to it." Then he slapped my ass and asked, "What's for breakfast... or should I say 'brunch' since it's already 11:00 AM?" "I can make some bacon and eggs, if you'd like", I offered. He nodded with an approving smile. "How would you like your eggs?" I continued. "Fried sounds great. He said with a smile on his face." James sat down and began to read the paper while I cooked. After breakfast we went into the living room. He sat down on the couch and patted his lap. "Come lay across my lap with your ass up, so I can work that little hole some more." Once I was in position, he spread my cheeks and squeezed the lube. It felt like he was trying to shove the bottle up my ass. Then he took his finger and began corkscrewing it in and out of my tight hole. "Does it hurt as much today as it did last night, Ana?" he asked. "Not as much, Sir, but its still uncomfortable", I responded. "We'll work the one finger a bit more before I push a second one in", he laughed. 'Oh my god! A second one?' I thought. James apparently felt me tighten up. He chuckled, saying, "What's the matter, Ana, does that scare you? You have to realize that I've been patient. I'm taking it slow for you, but once I get two fingers up your ass, my cock is next" . I felt his cock growing under me and I knew he would take me soon. "Ready Ana? I am going to start pushing a second finger in, now. Just remember to relax." The tip of his second finger tried to push its way in next to the first. I let out a squeal when it broke through the tight ring. He poured more lube then began corkscrewing both fingers. "It hurts, Sir," I whimpered. "It will ease in a moment, Ana", he simply stated. Tears ran down my face. I knew what was coming next. I just could not relax. "Okay, Ana, you're ready now for the real thing. I want you to kneel down, facing the couch and leaning into it. I was sobbing and pleading for him not to do this, but he just pushed me down. "Slut, if you keep this shit up you will piss me off and I will no longer be gentle with you. Instead, I will shove my cock up your ass, tearing it apart. Is that what you want?" I shook my head no. "Good. Then be a good slut and get on your fucking knees!" He commanded. Still crying, I did what he said. He positioned himself behind me. I could feel the head of his cock press against my ass. "Take a deep breath," he whispered. His bulbous head passed the first ring of muscles. I was about to scream in pain, but he pushed my head into the couch to muffle me. "Oh Ana, its better than I even dreamed! You're so tight... its squeezing my cock so hard!" Oh my god... the burn and pain! I was ready to pass out. He left his cock where it was for a few moments before pushing more in. I continued to cry and scream in pain. I even tried to fight. "Okay, Ana, I've been more than patient with you, yet you continue to fight me!" With that he grabbed my hips and began thrusting. He fucked my little ass hard. He shoved it all the way in, pulled most of it out, then thrust back in. Every third or fourth stroke, he pulled completely out. After a few minutes, the pain did lessen. My muscles did stretch out. He began talking to me. "I love the way your ass feels, Ana. You are such a dirty little bitch, letting me fuck your ass like this. The way your ass is responding, I'd even say you *like* having my cock shoved up your ass. Only a fuck slut like you would let a man fuck her up the ass. Now you realize, slut, you are *my* fuck hole slave. I will fuck you in any hole I want, when I want and how I want. You are my piece of meat. I have to say, I can't see myself fucking anything but your mouth and ass for a while. I'll let other people use your cunt, but this ass is mine. Now tell me, slut, that you like my cock up your ass." At this point, I was broken. I was his slave and he knew it. I said, "I love your cock up my ass, Sir." At that, his cock grew larger and began to twitch. I knew he was ready to cum. His fingers dug into my hips and with one final thrust, he came deep inside me. He waited till he was soft, then withdrew. "Stay in that position. I want to see the cum leak out of your ass." I thought I couldn't be any more humiliated than I was listening to him call me a fuck hole slut. I was wrong. If I thought I'd been humiliated earlier, imagine how I felt, there on all fours, with him behind me playing with my - now - very sore asshole, poking his fingers in, trying to pull it open, watching his cum leak from my ass. While he did all this, he pushed two fingers in my pussy and began finger fucking me. This was going to be a very long day.